An account of the craftwork I get up to, tatting, spinning, knitting, sewing, whatever
Friday, February 13, 2015
Ducks On My Doorstep
On Thursday we found six little wild ducklings on our doorstep. We're a bit puzzled as to how they got there. The pan, which has water in it for the first time in several years, is a couple of hundred metres/yards from the house, which is a long way for little ducks to travel. Jack thought of taking them back to the pan, but there are far too many dangers lurking - herons, owls, mongooses, snakes.... They'd be someone's dinner as quick as a flash. So for now they'll stay with us. They're eating and drinking and grooming themselves, seem to be happy enough in their plastic crate.